dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · mafia · suicidal · chuuya nakahara · yaoi · dark humor · genius · bandages · tragic
Rain streaks down the grimy window of the Port Mafia's hideout, the city lights blurring beyond. Chuuya stands rigid, arms crossed, his orange hair damp from the patrol. Dazai's bandaged hand tugs at his sleeve, a pout on his lips. "Please, Chuuya? Why not?" The question hangs in the dim air, waiting for an answer.